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Chapter 28: The Man From the Photographs

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last update Date de publication: 2026-05-09 02:16:32

For a moment, Lena forgot how to breathe.

The hallway around her seemed to narrow into fragments—the muted lights overhead, the distant hum of the elevator behind them, the faint smell of rain still clinging to their coats.

But all she could really see—

was him.

The man standing across from her had her father’s eyes.

Not exactly the same.

Older. Harder. More worn by life.

But unmistakably connected.

Sebastian stepped slightly closer to her without thinking. Not enough to touch her. Just enough
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